Dear Teana

You fucking messaged me today. It’s like you knows just when I’m letting go and back you come to ruin everything. There was a time when I would drop everything to have a chance with you. But not today. I’m not even going to respond. I’m done. Sending me pictures of your child is not going to convince me, it’s not mine, he never will be. Helen and I will start a family, in our time.

You’re not my family. You will never be my girlfriend. We cannot be friends anymore. I will never go back in the closet for you. Good luck raising your child and finding love. But it won’t be with me.